Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Heart to big for the city
Makes me want to be alone sometimes
Make me want to stay home sometimes
Makes me want to throw my phone sometimes
Sometimes I don't really know who's with me
How do I know I can call you mine
Don't know if you really by my side
But I know that I can call my guys
Voice to small to ever make it major
Fatal flaw you might be my mistake
Way to proud to ever ask for favors
Heart to big to watch you walk away
All these women want to marry drug dealers
Roll around with hittas
Stone killas
And
I'm not the type of guy you want it's clear
I'm was dumb to think I'd make it here
I don't belong in New York City
Concrete jungle not to pretty
Walking to the thump of my own beat
Feel like the only one that don't smoke week
Can't show love way it's just to risky
Hands is up
Girl I'm guilty
And
If I leave I hope you miss me
I don't belong in New York City
Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Ali x - Don't Belong In NYC Lyrics
Ali x - Don't Belong In NYC Lyrics
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Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Heart to big for the city
Makes me want to be alone sometimes
Make me want to stay home sometimes
Makes me want to throw my phone sometimes
Sometimes I don't really know who's with me
How do I know I can call you mine
Don't know if you really by my side
But I know that I can call my guys
Voice to small to ever make it major
Fatal flaw you might be my mistake
Way to proud to ever ask for favors
Heart to big to watch you walk away
All these women want to marry drug dealers
Roll around with hittas
Stone killas
And
I'm not the type of guy you want it's clear
I'm was dumb to think I'd make it here
I don't belong in New York City
Concrete jungle not to pretty
Walking to the thump of my own beat
Feel like the only one that don't smoke week
Can't show love way it's just to risky
Hands is up
Girl I'm guilty
And
If I leave I hope you miss me
I don't belong in New York City
Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Heart to big for the city
Makes me want to be alone sometimes
Make me want to stay home sometimes
Makes me want to throw my phone sometimes
Sometimes I don't really know who's with me
How do I know I can call you mine
Don't know if you really by my side
But I know that I can call my guys
Voice to small to ever make it major
Fatal flaw you might be my mistake
Way to proud to ever ask for favors
Heart to big to watch you walk away
All these women want to marry drug dealers
Roll around with hittas
Stone killas
And
I'm not the type of guy you want it's clear
I'm was dumb to think I'd make it here
I don't belong in New York City
Concrete jungle not to pretty
Walking to the thump of my own beat
Feel like the only one that don't smoke week
Can't show love way it's just to risky
Hands is up
Girl I'm guilty
And
If I leave I hope you miss me
I don't belong in New York City
Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Hypnotized by city light
Caught my eye I'm mesmerized
If I should die before I wake
Pray the lord take my pain away
Good girls gone bad
What a pity
Forbidden fruit sure is pretty
My hands is up you got me baby
I don't belong in New York City
Writer: Alderson Exantus
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